Story #3: Totally Clutterless
Laying bare naked on a wooden floor of papers; unpaid bills, one-way letters. Coffee stained postcards. Rain drenched receipts. Pressing down on the cigarette lighter, a surge of endorphins swims in my brain; a mind still possessed by someone else.
Fiery thoughts of opportunities lost, money wasted. Time forgotten, memories deleted.
Totally clutterless, I will never be. A white-wall room, feng shui-ed with tranquility.